Tailin Li Mansion is the residence of Li Rang, Minister of War.
In the past few days, Li Mansion has been surprisingly quiet.
Li Rang sat leisurely in the courtyard, with a relaxed face. From time to time he blew the hot air from the tea cup in his hand, and then took a sip of tea.
Then I admired the chrysanthemums blooming all over the courtyard, which was so pleasant.
At this moment, a servant hurried over, knelt on the ground and said to the two of them: "Master, Mr. Chen, Mr. Yuncheng of the Supervision Bureau wants to see you."
"Yun Cheng, what is he here for?" Li Rang thought for a moment and then thought of this man.
Yuncheng was one of the few ministers in the imperial court who did not belong to the Gu family. However, he was versatile, well-spoken, and very smart, which made people confused. Even though he was unwilling to listen to Gu Taizhong, he still lived a carefree life.
Moreover, it is said that Concubine Yun Gui received the favor of His Majesty the Emperor, and Yuncheng also stood up to the Emperor, and even went into the palace to have a private meeting with the Emperor.
"Just say that I am seriously ill and should not see people." Li Rang waved his sleeves and said to the servant.
The servant nodded and immediately went down to report.
He was aware of Gu Taizhong's influence. Not to mention the current internal and external troubles in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the menacing Shan Nu. Even in normal times, Bai Yutian would not be able to get a favor if he offended Gu Taizhong like this.
What he has to do is to wait quietly for the final result.
However, after a while, there was a commotion outside.
"What's going on?" Li Rang called the servants and asked doubtfully.
The servant looked at Li Rang and Chen Lian cautiously, and said hesitantly: "Master Yuncheng is holding the emperor's decree and the imperial army. He said that he wants to inquire about the condition of the ministers. No one is allowed to stop him."
The words of the servants immediately made Li Rang's expression change greatly. They were just small ministers. If the emperor found out that they were pretending to be ill, they would be guilty of deceiving the emperor and would be beheaded.
At this time, Li Rang stopped drinking tea and giving flowers. He quickly asked someone to prepare a few quilts, then boiled hot water, prepared some decoction, and put on makeup to make his face look paler.
After doing all this, Li Rang leaned on the bed in the room, put a hot towel on his head, half-closed his eyes, covered with a thick quilt, and placed hot water next to him.
People who didn't know better thought this man was dying.
"My lord, my lord, I am suffering from wind and cold now. If I am not careful, my condition will get worse again."
Yuncheng walked in front, followed by a group of forbidden troops, while the chief steward of the Li Mansion followed Yuncheng, blocking Yuncheng and buying time for Li Rang.
"It's because Lord Li is sick that I came here. Get out of the way." As he said that, Yuncheng pushed the butler aside and walked in.
As soon as I entered the house, I smelled a strong smell of medicine. It was the rainy season and the weather was getting cooler, but the house was very warm and the big stove was burning brightly.
Li Rang leaned on the bed and tried to open his eyes to look at Yuncheng. His face was pale, and he thought that this person was seriously ill.
"Master Li doesn't look very good!" Yuncheng said teasingly.
Li Rang didn't care whether Yun Cheng believed that he was sick, he only knew that he had to pretend to be sick.
"Ahem, I'm sorry for worrying about nephew Yuncheng. I also want my cold to heal quickly so that I can help your majesty to worry about it as soon as possible. But my body is really, ahem."
Li Rang seemed to be using all his strength to speak, and his voice was weak.
If it weren't for the fact that he had previously interceded for Gu Taizhong in the court, even Yuncheng would have thought that this man was a loyal minister who served the country and the people.
"Master Li has a high moral character and is devoted to the country. He is truly a blessing to the Great Zhou Dynasty." At this time, Yuncheng also bowed and said sincerely.
Li Rangqiang sat up from the bed, "No, no, I'm just doing my duty."
Yuncheng clapped his hands and summoned a forbidden soldier. The forbidden soldier held a clay pot in his hands. The pottery pot had exquisite patterns on the outside and was well made. At a glance, he knew it was a pottery specially provided by the royal family.
Just when Li Rang was confused, Yuncheng took the pot and opened the lid, and the smell of herbs instantly filled the room.
"Master Li was so dedicated to his duties, but Your Majesty couldn't help but fined Master Li twenty pieces of bread. He felt very sorry. No, he specifically ordered me to send Master Li a medicinal soup prepared by His Majesty himself."
"This soup is called Shiquan Dabu Decoction. It is specially made by His Majesty using ginseng, astragalus, atractylodes, musk and other expensive tonic medicinal materials, in order to help you recover from your illness as soon as possible."
Yuncheng brought the pottery pot closer, and Li Rang looked inside, his face suddenly turned ugly.
It’s okay if you don’t look at it, but you’ll be shocked when you look at it.
This isn't a tonic, it's clearly poison, and it's a highly poisonous one.
Just look at the color, the green is black, the black is gray, the gray is blue, it is extremely thick, and there are many corpses of unknown insects floating on the soup. The medicinal soup does have a medicinal smell, but
It smells bitter and fishy.
Seeing Li Rang's expression, Yun Cheng sneered and said quickly: "Master Li, don't look at the quality of this soup, but the proportions of medicinal ingredients are all personally instructed by the group of imperial doctors from the imperial doctor's office, and they are guaranteed to be very nourishing.
And no one can die."
After saying that, Yuncheng ordered someone to pour the medicinal soup from the clay pot into a bowl, brought it to Li Rang, placed it in front of him, and looked at Li Rang eagerly.
Li Rang had a bitter look on his face and screamed in his heart. He looked at the bowl of medicinal soup, but he couldn't drink it.
"Excuse me, Your Majesty, I'm a little better now, so I don't need this bowl of medicinal soup for the time being."
"Master Li, will he be able to go to court tomorrow?"
When Li Rang heard Yuncheng's question, his expression froze and he shook his head.
Just kidding, without Gu Taizhong's words, how could he go to court?
"Then drink quickly. Your Majesty is also waiting for Mr. Li to share your worries."
"Ahem." Li Rang coughed twice, "I just finished eating, and now I feel a little bloated."
Yuncheng took another step forward, "Can Mr. Li go to court tomorrow?"
"No." Li Rang shook his head.
"Then drink quickly. Your Majesty is still waiting for Mr. Li to share your worries." Yuncheng continued.
Finally, Li Rang's face turned grim, he opened his mouth and took a sip.
At this moment, Li Rang felt that he was almost going to heaven. The bitter taste and the medicinal soup in his mouth were all irritating Li Rang, which was even more unbearable than torture.
"As expected, His Majesty made the soup himself. It's simply amazing. Okay, I'm going to rest, and nephew Yuncheng can leave first."
Li Rang put down the bowl and waved his hand.
"No." Yuncheng shook his head firmly, "His Majesty said, I must personally watch Mr. Li drink the decoction before leaving."
This sentence almost made Li Rang collapse. He wished he could go to court tomorrow instead of continuing to drink this Shiquan Dabu Decoction.
Finally, with Li Rang's murderous expression, the bowl of soup was finally finished.
"By the way, Mr. Li, I will come again tomorrow."
This sentence almost scared Li Rang to the point of falling off the bed.